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These
words
seemed
to
rouse
Uncle
Vernon
.
It
was
clear
that
as
far
as
he
was
concerned
,
any
man
who
could
look
at
Harry
and
say
"
excellent
"
was
a
man
with
whom
he
could
never
see
eye
to
eye
.
"
I
do
n't
mean
to
be
rude
--
"
he
began
,
in
a
tone
that
threatened
rudeness
in
every
syllable
.
"
--
yet
,
sadly
,
accidental
rudeness
occurs
alarmingly
often
,
"
Dumbledore
finished
the
sentence
gravely
.
"
Best
to
say
nothing
at
all
,
my
dear
man
.
Ah
,
and
this
must
be
Petunia
.
"
The
kitchen
door
had
opened
,
and
there
stood
Harry
's
aunt
,
wearing
rubber
gloves
and
a
housecoat
over
her
nightdress
,
clearly
halfway
through
her
usual
pre-bedtime
wipe-down
of
all
the
kitchen
surfaces
.
Her
rather
horsey
face
registered
nothing
but
shock
.
"
Albus
Dumbledore
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
when
Uncle
Vernon
failed
to
effect
an
introduction
.
"
We
have
corresponded
,
of
course
.
"
Harry
thought
this
an
odd
way
of
reminding
Aunt
Petunia
that
he
had
once
sent
her
an
exploding
letter
,
but
Aunt
Petunia
did
not
challenge
the
term
.
"
And
this
must
be
your
son
,
Dudley
?
"
Dudley
had
that
moment
peered
round
the
living
room
door
,
his
large
,
blond
head
rising
out
of
the
stripy
collar
of
his
pajamas
looked
oddly
disembodied
,
his
mouth
gaping
in
astonishment
and
fear
.
Dumbledore
waited
a
moment
or
two
,
apparently
to
see
whether
any
of
the
Dursleys
were
going
to
say
anything
,
but
as
the
silence
stretched
on
he
smiled
.
"
Shall
we
assume
that
you
have
invited
me
into
your
sitting
room
?
"
Dudley
scrambled
out
of
the
way
as
Dumbledore
passed
him
.
Harry
,
still
clutching
the
telescope
and
trainers
,
jumped
the
last
few
stairs
and
followed
Dumbledore
,
who
had
settled
himself
in
the
armchair
nearest
the
fire
and
was
taking
in
the
surroundings
wilh
an
expression
of
benign
interest
.
He
looked
quite
extraordinarily
out
of
place
.
"
Are
n't
--
are
n't
we
leaving
,
sir
?
"
Harry
asked
anxiously
.
